But what does this have to do with me?

Moving quickly, Ning Feng was not interested in their story.

The moment they raised the knife towards me, our relationship was already clear.

Just enemies.

Clang.

Blades clash!

"Damn it! Why did you chop me!"

"Aren't you blocking the way?"

But Ning Feng's figure was not among them, but the two people from the side collided with each other.

His footsteps moved slightly, and Ning Feng speeded up the moment he crossed paths with them, barely dodging them.

The bandit's blade almost touched his body, and if he took another step forward, his chest would be broken open.

The goal was clear, Ning Feng had only one target to attack.

The bandit who was in the center of the group and kept talking.

It’s you, you just said you look like a girl, right?

His eyes became dangerous, and his already accelerated body accelerated again.

"Die!"

Seeing Ning Feng approaching rapidly, the bandit felt panic at first, but soon became angry.

I was actually frightened by a young master?

Slashing hard, he slashed at Ning Feng's waist!

"go to hell!"

laugh.

There was no sound of weapons clashing, and Ning Feng's sword slightly crossed each other at the moment when it was about to come into contact with the bandit's sword, avoiding the opponent's attack.

Drive straight in and accelerate suddenly towards the bandit's face!

The bandit's expression changed, and he threw his head back in fear, trying hard to avoid the white blade rushing towards him.

"What a risk! It was almost...cough!"

laugh.

The sword that suddenly accelerated suddenly stopped in front of his face, and then quickly retracted after a few light cuts.

Ning Feng stepped back slightly, shrugged at the bandit who maintained a strange posture, and said with a smile:

"You have to make one thing clear. You are really no match for me."

"Pooh!"

Touching the blood on his cheek, he said gloomily:

"Go home and find your mother to drink milk!"

"Aristocratic bastard pretending to be a hero."

The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and there was no longer any smile in Ning Feng's eyes.

An almost invisible sword light flashed.

A hero is patient when faced with insults.

But Ning Feng is not a hero.

The blade passed quickly, and Ning Feng showed no mercy.

laugh.

Blood poured out, and the bandit covered his throat with his hands, but it was of no use.

"Hehe... Za..."

His knees weakened and he fell to his knees.

Boom.

"Why do you have to say these things?"

Several angry bandits rushed towards him from behind, but Ning Feng did not look back.

He just stared at the bandit who was kneeling and glaring at him.

"Forget it, your fate has been decided, and I don't want to ask any more questions."

"Are you going to continue watching?"

Blood dripped from the low-hanging sword blade, and there was no trace of blood on Ning Feng's body.

Turning his head to the side, he faced the bandit leader who was looking at him with a gloomy expression, and warned him kindly:

"If you don't fight back, I suggest you try to escape...if you can escape."

There was obviously a smile on his face, but there was no smile in Ning Feng's eyes.
Chapter completed!